Beit Rose Hotel
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... to return to it. It’s an amazing place, the people are lovely and we were craving one more look around the souqs.
After two weeks away it seemed that nothing much had changed in Damascus. Everyone’s going about their daily business, there are just as many traders on the streets selling everything under the sun, the roads are just as chaotic and the people are just as friendly, generous and reassuring.
The only change ...
... took it off him. After a short chat about my trip i asked i told him that i want to eat fresh fish. He escorted of to a restaurant where you0select the fish and they cool it for you. Had a lovely meal and was at the port by 3:30. No problems at customs after paying 500 sl and another 100 for some stamps. The officers were demanding more and more for stamps i did't see. Them off ...
“Hello! How are you?” beamed the ten-year-old boy who’d rushed up to us. He was with three friends, all dressed in their brand new Eid clothes. Each of them also sported a gun which they were waving about freely. But these weren’t real guns, of course, but toy ones that could shoot tiny little plastic pellets. Seemingly every small boy in Damascus had been given one for Eid because they were everywhere. After we’d replied that we were okay, ...
... I had to pick a Syrian city to live in, it might well be Damascus. But part of me wants to say Aleppo, because part of me thinks it might be a little bit better... Here's why. Firstly, it's less accustomed to travelers so the frequency of hearing "Hello!", "Welcome!", "Ahlan wa Sahlan!" or "You are welcome in Syria!" rises dramatically and is said with more passion. Secondly, its souqs are more atmospheric, more attached the past, filled with more smells, not to mention cheaper. Here ...
... lovely lunch. Walk the more commercial straight souk on the way back to the hotel.
After resting, Murray heads out just on dark to look for the Kadmous Bus office, shown in the guide to be on the main road, past the Victoria Bridge. Having had no luck with the map, he tries asking, and gradually tracks it back towards our hotel. Going up the pedestrian overpass for a better look, encounters two little girls sitting on a scrap of cloth on ...